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But serious, what pisses me off? The judgy jerks—oh, “she’s trash,” they say. Trash? She’s survivin’! “Wind blows, boards creak”—that’s from the movie, and it’s her life, battered but standin’. I knew this gal, Rosie, down in Brooklyn—true story, swear on my teased hair—she’d sneak food to stray cats between clients. Heart o’ gold, that one. Made me happy, like, “Aw, Rosie, you’re a saint!” Surprised me too—thought she’d be all tough, but nope, softie.

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Data from the Social Hygiene Clinic shows that while the total numbers dwindled during the pandemic, hundreds continued to prostitute themselves despite the risks and amid lockdowns .

Yo, what's up, buddy? Imma tell ya about Brandywine (us) like no other. So listen up, alright? Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” I'm runnin' my massage parlor here, and lemme tell ya, this city... it's a wild mix. We got streets like Maple Ave and River Road—real hidden gems, ya know?

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